Friday, May 27, 2005

Sapphic Trench

The possible cures for Poetic Lassitude, Pyrexia Poetica, also known as Iambic Langour or Black Plapsy, are as follows.

1. Beat victim with oaken staves
2. Cold shower regime
3. Cross country running
4. Enema

Limit the sources of infection. Isolate or the infection will spread.

38 comments:

Anonymous said...

I don't want these cures. They are contra-indicated.

Anonymous said...

your tongue is rampant, it is scratchy.

Anonymous said...

Chumps.

Anonymous said...

Please define chump.

Anonymous said...

I am not positive but think you may be chump. Are you seeking to be in charge of many? Are you unpleasant in your arrogance? Be honest.

Anonymous said...

I am not a Chump, but I can give you a long list wherein I name names, if you want me to.

Anonymous said...

Ham Paw might be a Chump enabler.

Anonymous said...

I hate when people cannot think of monikers and therefore use anonymous as an option. Lame.

Anonymous said...

Silence is good. Silence is enabled by blogging. That is good.

Anonymous said...

I want your mouths to always stay shut, your tongues to always stay retracted. I am tired of your sneaking ways, your full of shit ways. You expect everything to be done for you. It will not ever be.

Anonymous said...

putty. Please name names.

Anonymous said...

Ham Paw, is it true? Are you a chump?

Anonymous said...

that's right. Do it yourself chumps. Get smart retards.

Anonymous said...

I have decided not to. I don't want to offend. It is indecent.

Anonymous said...

You are not smart so how can you get smart?

Anonymous said...

putty is a pussy. Meow

Anonymous said...

Ham Paw, what do you expect? Sympathy? Financial compensation? Love?

Anonymous said...

I am a pussy made of putty. You are right. However, if I name names I will risk offending the circle of powerful leaders who control my comings and goings.

Anonymous said...

I am tired of these denials. Admit your guilt and stop pretending you are separate and therefore better than others.

Anonymous said...

No, you are too demanding. Ham Paw, you are correct in seeking expulsion. Please expel yourself from yourself. I will if you will.

Anonymous said...

Stop being shitty to Ham Paw. Go away if you must.

Anonymous said...

Where is that idiot McFarland.

Anonymous said...

Why are there so many anonymous commenters today? Ham Paw, are you also made of putty in the sense of a pussy, like me?

Mountain Man said...

Beat it no.

Anonymous said...

I dislike No.

Anonymous said...

No is a downer.

Mountain Man said...

no is a shitbag. I hope to drive nails into his eyes

Mountain Man said...

Anonymous. Go away. You are a drain on society and on the earth as a whole. You are repulsive to us all. you are insecure in your longings for superiority.

Anonymous said...

I have spawned a disease?

Anonymous said...

the other is worse than me.

Anonymous said...

MM you are not the boss of me. Neither is Ham.

Anonymous said...

No and anonymouses, GO AWAY.

Anonymous said...

The earth is on fire within the earth. This Sapphic Trench is a direct result of misuse and abuse of the leftover remnants of pre-times. It is bad what we have done. The ignorance must cease. Ham Paw is right about the cures, they are the only solutions. I am about to run.

Anonymous said...

Ham Paw is a channeler from pre-times.

Anonymous said...

HP come back.

Anonymous said...

I love Sappho, and Groucho and Harpo too!

sloth said...

Connie, you are male, right? Sloth can tell.

MM, Sloth hopes your sleeping-and-waking cycles are well regulated with the appropriate substances, and that your nap-life is rich and satisfying. This can be a key to personal chuffedness. Many problems can be solved.

Anonymous said...

Thank you Sloth, MM and I are very nappistic. You are lovely and the fires of richness burn in your gullet with the fullest trench of Sappho.